Prairie fire / E.K. Johnston.
Material type: TextSeries: Johnston, E. K. Dragon slayer of Trondheim ; bk. 2.Publisher: Minneapolis : Carolrhoda Lab, [2015]Description: 298 pages ; 20 cmContent type:- text
- unmediated
- volume
- 146773909X
- 9781467739092
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Item type | Home library | Collection | Call number | Materials specified | Status | Date due | Barcode | Item holds | |
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Children's Book | Dr. James Carlson Library | Children's Science Fiction/Fantasy | Johnston E. K. | Available | 33111008197127 |
Enhanced descriptions from Syndetics:
Listen! For the song of Owen Thorskard has a second verse. Every dragon slayer owes the Oil Watch a period of service, and young Owen was no exception. What made him different was that he did not enlist alone. His two closest friends stood with him shoulder to shoulder. Steeled by success and hope, the three were confident in their plan. And though Siobhan McQuaid was the first bard in a generation, she managed to forge a role for herself and herald Owen as a new kind of dragon slayer for a new kind of future. But the arc of history is long and hardened by dragon fire. Try as they might, Owen and his friends could not twist it to their will. Not all the way. Not all together. Listen! I am Siobhan McQuaid. I know the cost of even a small bend in the course of history. Listen!
Sequel to: The story of Owen.
Listen! For the song of Owen Thorskgard has a second verse. Every dragon slayer owes the Oil Watch a period of service, and young Owen was no exception. What made him different was that he did not enlist alone. His two closest friends stood with him shoulder to shoulder. Steeled by success and hope, the three were confident in their plan. And though Siobhan McQuaid was the first bard in a generation, she managed to forge a role for herself and herald Owen as a new kind of dragon slayer for a new kind of future. But the arc of history is long and hardened by dragon fire. Try as they might, Owen and his friends could not twist it to their will. Not all the way. Not all together. Listen! I am Siobhan McQuaid. I know the cost of even a small bend in the course of history. Listen!